After destroying every Sacred Mountain of the Celestial Pce, Jared and his group stood atop the ruins of thest one.
The mountain wind howled past them.
It swept ash into the air until it filled the sky.
The bodies of the Ghost n Venerable, sealed away for countless years, were nowpletely gone.
They had scattered back into heaven and earth, turned to dust, and vanished into nothing.
Lydia stood at the edge of the ruins and looked out at the scene before her.
For a long time, she said nothing.
Too much sat tangled inside her.
As the Ghost n Princess, destroying her ancestor''s body with her own hands should have been the deepest kind of sacrilege.
But she knew this had been the right thing to do.
If their ancestor''s body had remained behind for the celestials to keep using, that would have been the real disgrace.
"What are you thinking about?" Jared walked over to her side and held out a waterskin.
Lydia took it, sipped once, and said softly, "Nothing much. Just... thinking about a lot of things."
Jared nodded and didn''t press.
He knew this sat heavy with Lydia. Anyone put in her ce would need time before they could swallow something like this.
Off in the distance, Luther and Grace were sitting together on a huge boulder, close enough that there was barely any space between them, talking about something he couldn''t hear.
A faint smile rested on Grace''s face.
Luther looked so foolishly pleased with himself that Jared could only shake his head.
Nearby, Evelyn was crouched by herself, listlessly nudging pebbles around on the ground.
Every so often, she looked up at the other two, and the look in her eyes said enough.
Jared pulled his gaze back and looked at Lydia.
"Next, I''m nning to go to the Luminous Sanctuary."
Lydia paused for a beat. "The Luminous Sanctuary? What are you going there for?"
A chill shed through Jared''s eyes. "There are two debts that need settling." "Two debts?"
"The first one is with the Hallowmere Order."
Jared''s voice stayed calm, but there was a hard edge under it. "They kept Evelyn penned up, treated her like a piece on a board, and used her to dual cultivate with people of pure bloodline.
I won''t let that slide."
Lydia nced at Evelyn in the distance and said nothing.
She had already heard about Evelyn''s past from Luther.
There was nothing to argue with. The girl really had lived a miserable life.
She''d been raised inside the Hallowmere Order since childhood, penned in and controlled, with her fate never once left in her own hands.
All she could do was let other people move her around however they wanted.
If she hadn''t run into Jared, that was how her whole life would have gone.
She would have stayed under someone else''s hand until the end.
"And the second debt?" Lydia asked.
"The Celestial Basilica."
Jared said it like it was nothing.
"Back in the Luminous Sanctuary, they lied to me and cost me my blood essence.
Now that I''m fully healed, it''s time I paid them a visit."
Lydia went quiet for a moment, then gave a small nod.
"I''m going with you."
Jared looked at her, a faint smile showing in his eyes.
"You''re not in a hurry to get back to the Fifteenth Firmament?"
"Wouldn''t matter if I was."
Lydia shook her head.
"The matter of the Door of Reincarnation still depends on your help. Since you''re
going to the Luminous Sanctuary, I''ll make the trip with you."
Jared nodded and didn''t turn her down.
Having another
"Let''s go."
pert like Lydia with them could only help.
He turned and walked back toward the others.
"Next stop, the Luminous Sanctuary."
The Luminous Sanctuary.
The Hallowmere Order.
Its mountain gate towered high, broad and imposing.
As one of the old powers in the Luminous Sanctuary, the Hallowmere Order
controlled an entire spirit vein.
It had thousands of disciples. Experts filled its ranks.
Within 10 thousand miles, hardly anyone dared provoke it.
But today, five uninvited guests hade to the mountain gate of the Hallowmere
Order.
Jared stood at the front.
Behind him were Lydia, Luther, Grace, and Evelyn.
He looked at the towering mountain gate in front of him.
His gaze stayed level, and a faint smile sat at the corner of his mouth.
"The Hallowmere Order... this was the ce."
Evelyn stood at his side, staring at that familiar mountain gate.
Her body shook slightly.
She had lived here for a hundred years.
From childhood, she had been raised in captivity, taught how to serve men, taught how to offer up her primal yin.
All those years, she had thought about running away more times than she could count.
But she had never dared to take that step.
Now, she hade back.
Not as a pawn.
As someone here to settle the score.
"Don''t be afraid," Jared said, ncing at her. "I''m here."
Evelyn drew in a deep breath and nodded hard.
"Let''s go."
Jared stepped forward and walked toward the mountain gate.
They had just reached the mountain gate when several figures rushed out from inside and blocked their way.
The one in front was a middle-aged man in a blue robe.
His face carried that high-and-mighty look, enough to tell at a nce that he was a steward disciple of the Hallowmere Order.
His eyes swept across Jared and the others. His brows pulled together, and his voice came out cold.
"Stop right there! This is sacred ground of the Hallowmere Order. No outsiders are allowed inside!"
Jared stopped and looked at him.
"Move."
"What did you say?"
The steward disciple froze for a beat, then his face twisted.
"How dare you! Do you even know where you are? You think you can make trouble
here because you''re tired of living?"
Jared couldn''t be bothered wasting another word on him.
He lifted a hand and flicked it out.
A streak of golden radiance shed.
The steward disciple didn''t even get time to scream before his whole body flew backward and mmed into the mountain gate. Blood sprayed from his mouth, and he cked out on the spot.
The other disciples jerked back at the sight and yanked out their swords.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Jared didn''t spare them even a nce.
He walked straight through toward the mountain gate.
Those disciples tried to stop him, but Luther stepped forward first.
Ghostly miasma rolled off him and sted them all away.
"Anyone who blocks us dies," Luther said.
With that, the group passed in without anything else getting in their way.
They stepped into the Hallowmere Order.
Inside the mountain gate, the ce had already fallen into chaos.
The warning bell rang without stopping.
Disciples poured in from every direction and surrounded Jared''s group on all sides.
At the front stood a white-haired elder with a crushing presence.
He was actually at the Top Level High Immortal Realm Level Nine.
"Who dares trespass into the Hallowmere Order!" the white-haired elder shouted.
Jared stopped again and looked at him.
"Tell your Order Master toe out."
The white-haired elder flew into a rage. "You arrogant whelp! Who do you think you
are? You think you''re worthy of meeting our Order Master?"
Jared smiled.
Then he slowly raised his right hand and curled his five fingers inward, as if closing them around something that wasn''t there.
In that instant, golden draconic energy shot into the sky, and a crushing pressure dropped over the entire Hallowmere Order.
The disciples closing in around them suddenly couldn''t breathe. Their legs gave out
under them, and one after another, they hit their knees.
The white-haired elder''s face changed on the spot, and his eyes
went wide. "High Immortal Realm Level Four and you can alread
unleash power like this? Th-this...
how is that possible?"
He had lived for thousands of years. He had seen more geniuses than he could
count.
But someone at High Immortal
Realm
set
the steel Four bursting out with
of a True Immortal
Realm expert? He had never seen it
Before He had never even of
it.
Jared didn''t react to any of that. He only said, "Now can you call your Order Master
out here?"
The white-haired elder shook all over. Then he gritted his teeth, turned, and ran.
Jared didn''t chase him. He just stayed where he was, hands sped behind his
back.
Inside the mountain gate, the ce was already a wreck.
The Hallowmere disciples kneeling on the ground trembled nonstop, and not one of them dared lift his head.
The pressure pouring off Jared felt almost solid, pressing down so hard they could barely drag in a breath.
Jared stood there without moving, his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the depths of the Hallowmere Order.
Lydia stood at his side, ghostly miasma winding around her, her face calm and unreadable.
Luther stood shoulder to shoulder with Grace.
Evelyn stood behind Jared instead, staring at the familiar mountain gate. In her
eyes, dread and expectation sat there together.
A momentter, several powerful auras shot up from deep inside the Hallowmere
Order.
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